The Steady Anchor

A rusty anchor sits by the shore with bare trees and rocks in Islamorada, FL.

Eleven years I waited for your hand, Three times I heard a “no” I had to stand. But now, two years of being officially yours, I finally walked through those long-closed doors. I am so thankful that the “yes” finally came, And that I get to speak your beautiful name.

I know your heart has much to do and see, With God, your work, and your dear family. I know I am not the first one on your list, But I’m just happy that we now exist. True love is not about being the only one, But staying close until the work is done.

Lord, please fix the tired feelings in my chest, And give my waiting spirit a little rest. If I am fourth behind Your throne and kin, Give me the strength to let this patience win. Help me to be a man who’s strong and true, Supporting her in everything she’ll do.

Guard her heart, Lord, with Your grace and light, Keep her safe and steady in Your sight. And guard my heart, so I don’t feel left out, Remove my pride and every single doubt. Teach me to walk with joy right by her side, With nothing left for me to fear or hide.

I choose to wait, to love, and to be here, To keep this promise through every coming year. Two years is just the start of our story, A path we walk together for Your glory.

“Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.” — 1 Corinthians 13:7

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